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"Ghost spare."

The male demon cultivator lay down and raised his body again, his forehead hitting the cold ground. He didn't dare to look up at the face of the ghost, and he only had the courage to keep bowing and begging for mercy.

The ghost snorted coldly, but there was a gentle scene on his face.

"Look up and tell me what's going on."

The male demon cultivator exhaled carefully, wiped off the sweat with trembling hands, he raised his head, and his brown eyes saw the ghost lord's black and noble robe, and a pair of dark green eyes.

There was a heavy lifeless breath in the dark green eyes, and his gaze fell on the demon cultivator, and cold sweat was left without warning. His eyes widened, and his voice was staccato and full of disbelief. The owner of those eyes was holding a fragile wooden sword.

"Ghost, ghost-sama, be careful!"

In the dark corridor, a gust of wind came out for no reason, the right hand of the ghost was attached to him, the black robe made a chilling sound, and the demonic qi occupied the entire corridor in an instant.

Quickly and slowly, the blue and white sword light cut through a black ** qi, and the ghost was on the right side of his head, and the target was a delicate face with a weird smile.

Slightly stunned, the ghost showed a gentle smile, and his soft gaze fell on Ji Qing's hair, with a heat that could warm the ice.

He licked his lips, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said, "I'll play this game with you." ”

As far as the ghost is concerned, Ji Qing is just a relatively difficult righteous path monk, in the eyes of the righteous path, the demon cultivator is an evil person, and in the eyes of the demon path, the righteous path is just a hypocrite, it is better to live a chic and wanton life in the demon world.

Ji Qing heard the ghost right say this, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was even greater. As soon as the wooden sword turned, the spiritual power of the whole body and the blue light in the dantian poured out, and the momentum of the lonely bet made the ghost right a little more vigilant.

However, it is only one more point, the difference between the two cultivation is so big, how can the ghost right be afraid of this junior. The crazy bloody intent in my heart couldn't be suppressed.

He laughed, and the crazy and strange voice came far away, and it fell to the ears of the demon cultivator who was kneeling on the ground, only to feel the hairs stand on end.

Such a person will never dare to provoke him again!

The dark corridor became brighter and brighter, and the blue light on Ji Qing's body was clearly visible.

The strong sword gathered again, Ji Qing flew up, and the wooden sword came out sharply.

However, not far from the door on the right side of the ghost, the sword body turned, and the white shoes stepped on the curved wall of the Yongdao strongly, and there were two charms in her left hand, one of which fell on Kugui's body secretly, and the other was held tightly.

The red figure suddenly changed direction, and in an instant, it was far away.

She turned her head and looked defiantly in the direction of the ghost's right, the corners of her mouth were infuriating disdain.

Wen Mo Xiu smiled, but he was not angry, he took a step, and Ji Qing was shocked for a moment when he looked at Ji Qing with a leisurely stroll.

In the black and white sight, every step the ghost took right, the distance between the two narrowed a lot, Ji Qing was ruthless, and finally glanced at Zhang Qiyi and Kugui, who fell to the ground, and drove the blue light in the body, and the speed was much faster.

People are like arrows from Xuan, and there is no trace of Ji Qing between breaths.

In another dark passage, the ghost right stopped, the black eyes on his gentle face were looking around suspiciously, and there was no one in his black and white divine sense.

Oni Right frowned, and after a long time, he smiled again, and his unclear gaze fell on the empty air, and he raised his feet and walked away without warning.

The dark corridor was silent, and after a while, a person appeared here, a female sword cultivator.

Ji Qing tore off the invisibility talisman on his body, there was no escape joy on his face, and what he was thinking about was the smile of the ghost right before leaving.

Did he find out?!

No way! Ji Qing shook his head, if he found out, how could he spare her, but that smile didn't seem to be fake.

That's it, in the end, it's safe, and it's the main thing to save the suffering, and the others are put aside first. Feeling the strong smell of blood on his body, Ji Qing, who was pale, immediately used the cleaning technique, and the red clothes returned to their original white after a while.

Ji Qing, who was in a somewhat better mood, never saw the moment she used her spiritual power, she felt the look on the right side of the ghost that was warm on her chest.

Nearly two thousand meters away, how could Ji Qing's divine sense see it, it was even more strange to see it.

"I have to go to the rescue of Senior Brother Gui and Suffering," Ji Qing said to himself.

She took out the phantom talisman given by her master, recited a few words, and the phantom talisman immediately moved by herself, sticking to Ji Qing's body, the night was hazy, the woman's body began to lengthen, and the white robe turned black, and she suddenly became the gentle ghost right.

The fake ghost showed a gentle smile on the right, and the gorgeous man's face was more feminine and feminine. He curled his fingers, and the water blue spiritual power condensed in between, this demon cave was the same as the entrance, there was very little spiritual energy, and he had to save some use.

The water blue light slowly became larger, and suddenly disappeared, but this was enough, evoking a confident smile, Ji Qing took a calm step and slowly rushed to the bitter return.

Now, she is the ghost right, the gentle and crazy man.

"Oni-sama."

Passing by a group of demon cultivators patrolling and guarding, Ji Qing listened to their greetings, hiding the excitement and worry in her heart, and she nodded gently.

The Demon Cultivation Ritual continued to move forward, and Ji Qing did not stop. Suddenly, Ji Qing stopped, and the voice reached the ears of those demon cultivators.

"How's that over there?"

The little leader patrolling the Demon Cultivator immediately stopped, turned around, and said respectfully: "The subordinates only know that something happened over there, and the others don't know. ”

Ji Qing frowned on the ghost's face, still with that gentle expression: "The six of you, three of you go to the mountains to watch, just in case, and the others continue to patrol." ”

The little leader hesitated for a while, and shuddered at the gentle bewitching face of the upper ghost, and his voice trembled slightly: "Yes." ”

Ji Qing nodded in satisfaction, stopped talking to the demon cultivators, turned around and left, but his divine sense was closely focused on the six demon cultivators.

The little leader snorted after Ji Qing left, and muttered, "What kind of person!" In a word, let the brothers go to the mountains, and really think that they are some kind of adults. ”

Another demon cultivator beside him said: "Big brother, don't be angry, he will be majestic." ”

The little leader nodded with a straight face, and didn't say anything anymore, this ghost right is not something he can provoke, just complain a few words, what should be done is still done.

"You three go to the mountains."

The little leader casually ordered three demon cultivators who didn't like his eyes, gave a few words and left.

Leaving the three demon cultivators to look at each other with a wry smile, they finally reluctantly walked towards the side of the mountain range.

Ji Qing, who was paying attention to all this, watched the three demon cultivators go straight through the wall of the Yongdao, turned several corners, and left with a scold.

Ji Qing was surprised, but he finally let go of his hanging heart.